Wasn't it easier in your lunchbox days?

Always a bigger bed to crawl into?

"Mother?" Draco called from the Floo parlor. When no answer came forth, he slowly sank into the parlor chair and curled into a ball, reflecting on the evening, on where everything went wrong.

Flashback

"What is this?" Harry held up the newspaper. Draco's eyes widened before closing in despair. It was the photo he had been unsuccessful in location, of he and Pansy kissing.

"Darling, I can.."

"Did she say she still loved you? Did she fall into your arms before saying she wanted you back? Did you say I love you too? Did you… did you kiss her like you used to kiss me?" It had started out as a strong, indignant almost-yell, but slowly sunk into a shaky voice, the one Harry had used when delivering Dumbledore's eulogy.

"Baby, she came on to me…"

"It takes two to tango, Draco!" Harry burst out. "Don't you dare blame this just on her! Don't make me be the Narcissa!"

Draco flinched. Lucius had cheated on Narcissa numerous times, and each time, Narcissa did what a proper Pureblood woman does, she turned her head the other way.

"Get out." Harry whispered, hugging himself. When Draco stood there with a look of despair on his face, he burst out "Get out you cheating bastard! You don't deserve this baby!"

Draco's heart stuttered to a stop. Baby? A baby? He didn't have time to dwell on it long, as Harry had gotten tired on waiting for him to leave on his own, and had started throwing hexes. Draco ducked and rolled before getting up and practically running to the Floo, scarcely shouting out "Malfoy Manor!" Before Harry threw a Bat Bogey hex at him.

End Flashback

"Draco?" Draco looked up at his mother from his spot curled up on the wing-backed chair. As soon as Narcissa saw his miserable, tear-tracked face, she flew across the room and threw her arms around him, before sinking to the floor in front of him.

"What is it darling? Is something wrong with Harry?"

Before Draco had a chance to answer, he heard a rumbling "Draconis!" that nearly shook the entire house. As an automatic reflex, he shrunk back into himself as his furious father strode into the room. He was holding the paper. Damn.

Lucius held the paper up in a furiously trembling fist. "What. Is. This?

"Lucius! Can't you see Draco's upset! Calm down at once!" Narcissa stood, staring down her once-unfaithful husband.

And wasn't it beautiful when you believed in everything,

And everybody believed in you?

"Cissy, have you seen what this boy has done?" Lucius thrust the paper towards her, before crossing his arms and watching as the looks of shock crossed her face as she saw what he was meaning.

Finally she finished the article and rolled the paper back up with a determined look on her face. "Well, there obviously has to be some mistake. Draco would never cheat on Harry. Unlike some people I could mention." She said imperiously, with a raised eyebrow towards Lucius.

"Narcissa, those were before Draco was even conceived, I stopped once he was, and fell in love with you during that. This boy.. This boy! Has the nerve to kiss his harlot in the middle of Diagon, with his lover pregnant!"

Narcissa spun around and pinned Draco with a stare. "Draco! How could you? Harry's pregnant, even!"

"Mother! I didn't kiss her, she kissed me! And Harry saw the paper, and didn't give me a chance to explain, and I just found out he was pregnant while he was yelling at me!" Draco burst into tears once more, and didn't see his parents' eyes soften as they looked at their broken-hearted son.

Narcissa looked to Lucius in question and Lucius shrugged and said, "I thought he knew, I saw it on the Malfoy family tapestry that Harry was pregnant."

The parents shared a look as their only child let out a keen of mourning before heading over to comfort their only son, Lucius lifting him to sit on his lap while Narcissa cooed at him from the floor beside them.


AN: Dedicated to GallagherBlackthorneZammie who reminded me that I hadn't updated this story in months! Thank you!

Edit Note: Draco's walking in the rain, after he visits his parents. This is still before that. We will get to present time in the third chapter. A little confusing, but you'll understand in the end.